His name is Ling

His name was Lingling.

After 20 years of life, he always works as a yes-man and changes jobs from one to another without care about what kind of job is it as long as it pays.

The waiter of a small restaurant, cleaner, dishwasher, lumber, rubber harvester, constructions laborer, store attendant, and even street singer had been done by him without hesitations. In any case, for someone like him who didn't even graduate from middle school, what can he do other than working hard without stopping?

Well, it was all indeed not a career life that's worth bragging about.

But, if his snakey neighbors of him didn't make his life even more difficult by always mocking and scorning him at every chance possible, Lingling wouldn't realize that what he had done was really something that would make his future bleak.

After being slapped awake, with a lot of consideration and hesitation, Lingling finally decides to challenge his luck by going to the capital city with nothing but guts and an ID card. In the end, Lingling finally accepted to work in some company as a casual worker, and then change job again from one to another in order to keep living, not any different from his past life at his hometown but maybe with a little higher payment.

It keeps going in a circle until finally, Lingling realized something that made him grab the most life-changing choices he had ever made.

"Those freaks always sooo demanding! They always complaints about whatever I did! Why the heck they didn't do it themselves if you want a perfect result huh!?"

After that frustration-filled shouts, Lingling suddenly starts to think to live for himself only, becoming self-employed dan manages his things with whatever he wants to do without other interventions, that is by working as a re-seller.

For Lingling who is struggled with the mere act of reading, what can he do other than walk around from here and there in order to look for a potential customer while also studying how to read and learning all about online e-commerce on the side?

In order to get his desired result, Lingling bought a lot of things and then sold them to others who needs them with only a little higher percentage or almost nil difference from its source all in order to get a real connection, all for his dream of getting his leisure life like a boss.

Maybe because he is inherently talented in being a salesman or probably as the saying goes, as long as one works hard with persistence and consistency, anything could be achieved. Lingling who manages to tackle all of that challenging and confusing road without any mentor or teacher at all by himself then felt satisfaction every time he made a successful deal.

After reaching what he believed to be his limit, Lingling starts to change his interest and brace himself to sell something that he hadn't even have and promoted them to others as if he is a real seller.

Normally, those who need things sometimes too lazy to search for a good and credible source, or even probably needs them but need a little or so forc--persuasion and logic over here and there in order to catch their desire to buy things.

Quite a dangerous business if Lingling said so himself, especially if the thing that he promotes to others actually aren't in stock or different from what he described. Even so, it was the best shortcut for him to get a higher income quickly because whatever goods he sells wouldn't be capped by his little budget as long as he knows where to look for the buyer and the seller.

"What did you say? Broken? There is no way in hell that's possible!!! I check them all bef---what? Refund? Don't joke with me!! You are the one who arbitrarily bought things witho--What didja say!? Why police all of sudden!??"

Unfortunately for Lingling who never even gotten a real education, he finally runs out of luck and became panicked after his goods that he delivered somehow or another claimed to be broken and the buyers demand a refund even though it is one hell of expensive goods.

With a threat of police and the real seller that's out of contact all of sudden, Lingling who is almost crazy with all of threats finally grit his teeth and decides to borrow some money from a certain company, and ended up making him choked to death with a huge debt.

Well, what can he do?

As someone who had nothing but his ID card and a poverty-stricken family in his hometown, only that company that is kind enough to lend him a lot of money quickly. After realizing late because of his panics that a smooth process seems fishy, Lingling who already falls into a beastly trap hidden behind that vicious deals could only run away from the debt collector who keeps tailing him like a hungry mad dog.

Every single day and night, Lingling keeps squeezing his not even manage to finish middle school's brain of him to look for a potential buyer, seller, and detailed information as much and as broad as possible in order to not make the same mistake again, all while being pressured and pursued by people who treat him as if a runaway terrorist.

Within a short span of 1 year, Lingling in the end finally paid back all of his debts and interest that appears out of nowhere, perfect with a little curse and spit while promising himself to not get involved with loan ever again.

After Lingling comes back to his rented broken boarding house, he drags his tired body and mind to the boarding house public toilet doubled as a bath after his long struggle and adventure in order to clean himself before sleeping in peace for a day, not knowing that it would make him close his eyes completely after he accidentally slipped his foot.

With such lonely dead, Lingling lay there motionless for around 5 hours in such a deserted cramped area and only then be found once his body becomes one with the stinky piss-like special smell the public toilet has.

After closing his eyes in the dark and silent sight, Lingling weirdly realizes something that confused him greatly because his mind still working on just fine as if he is not unconscious at all. With a little struggle to force himself awake, Lingling up and found himself lying under a foreign wooden ceiling.

Turning left and right, he didn't see anyone in the area where he is asleep, indicating that he is probably left alone there. While in confusion, he is startled by a creaking and dirty bed he is lying on, a completely made of wood room/house he was in, being warped with a patched and greasy blanket, and a small skinny hand that's clutching on it.

"W-what the heck happened with my hand!? Why is it shrinking this much as if...Eh? Why is my voice sounds weird? What's going on!? Did I slam my body way too hard before!?"

That shocking event smacked him in the face without mercy. Forcing himself to calm down with his experiences and wisdom after getting his way out of a difficult time, Lingling tried his best to befriend his new situation as much as he could.

He is then showered with word of worry and love...which was what he hoped for in order to clear the confusion he has that is, unfortunately, didn't happen to him.

In fact, under a scolding and rough hand from a boy who is not even 9 years old did Lingling realize that he is in the body of a boy not even 6 years old, as he dragged outside and then forced to do odd jobs.

He tried to fight back, but the little tummy who keep crying the demanding nutrition of his keep telling him to stop planning to do anything reckless.

Swallowing the bitter fact that made him the lowest yes-man without even a shred of pity, Lingling then asked to do a thing that would make him punched if done sloppily. Yet, if he did finish the task better than expected, a word of thanks would never come to him as another demand then flying straight to his hands which make him tired, done sloppily, and then punched again afterward.

Within 1-week that's passing by under anguish and anger, Lingling always keeps slapping his cheek every now and then in order to wake up from such a nightmare.

And yet, the undeniable truth of his skinny, tired, and also hurting body that occasionally pricking its presence actively closing every corner and route there was for him to run away from a fact that he is indeed living as another in a foreign world he never knew exist.

For a way to come back home, its existence probably already eaten whole somewhere else.

In order to survive, just like how Lingling does things before, he then starts to observe and gather information as much as he could while making sure it is accurate and then summarize it to a few interesting facts.

First, he is a parentless boy who snudging into a sect area without a proper means unlike every little child around. He is quite curious as to how and why he then never get kicked out already but unexpectedly, it was actually because the sect is a small one so much that some normal people also living there just fine by owning a few stores and touring around to buy goods provided from the sects.

Seconds, Lingling or what actually named Ling now found that a lot of people carried a lot of packing power within their little bodies, a weapon being sold boldly, a lot of weird antics, people with an incredible aura, and also any other goods he never had ever seen before.

All in all, the area around him probably looks like a market area where a lot of people gathered and then disappear once the nights come. Because children incapable of managing the area by themselves, the outer circle ended up consisting of more adults than supposed to be, proving the undeniable facts of how incompetent the management behind it.

Anyway, because of his small body, Ling still has a lot of locked potentials ready to be reared carefully, which made him eager to see what kind of boss he would be in the future if he is properly ready himself since young

A tinkling light starts to emerge in his eyes as Ling getting that visionary. Not caring about his weird situation after a week of waiting without a result, he now ready to assimilates himself into the young 4 years old body while living in that world full of wonder, all while never forgetting to create his goal as a target.

"Because I didn't even pass middle school, I am always troubled at getting a job and ended up having that painful experience. Now that everything reset like this, I better be a diligent person and learn things here as much as possible!"

As expected of someone whose head made of nothing but hard work and crazy enough to sold things he didn't even have without proper education, Ling adaptive ability was quick enough to the point where he didn't even flinch anymore where a random kid on the roadside suddenly curse and fight while shouting "Eat this, tiger punch swallowing a phoenix!!" like that even though it is embarrassing as heck.